Not there.
Whatever it was.
Some crucial piece
is missing.
Tears fall.
Faded days of rage
and extasy become dull.
Never be back together again.
Constant reminders
on walls and garbage cans.
Run, if there were somewhere
left to go.
Already in paradise.
Already at home.
God says,
He’s gonna make it good,
like we’re not the bad ones,
if we do what we should.
It might seem like He’s
not there,
but He’s just misunderstood.
We’re all part of His
mysterious ways.
God says.
Awake.
Another sun
cut on a razor blade.
Anything to take the pain away.
Not gonna touch the suffering
of another day.
Back against a concrete barricade,
never thought that this life was a waste.
We can’t trade the present
for a half a yesterday.
Ready just to empty out our veins.
But, God says,
we don’t have to live like this.
He’s got a plan,
if we want it.
We change,
like flowers in the spring
even grow in alleyways.
Sometimes it might seem
like He’s not there,
but that’s when He’s closer
than He’s ever been.
We all know that this life
is hard,
and it’s not fair,
but He’s right where
we need Him to be.
God says.
DJR – 2023
